Upon hearing these words, Song Junhui's fist that had just been raised stopped in mid-air.
It took him a long time to react, and he shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, how could she be my daughter."
Song Yanchen looked at him with a gloomy face: "It's not that you don't believe this fact, but you can't accept what you did to your own daughter! For Song Qingya, you hurt Yiyi over and over again, and this time, you actually helped her escape After being released from prison, Yiyi's whereabouts are now unknown.
Song Junhui, if Yiyi knew that she had a father like you, how heartbroken she would be. If she was really killed, it was you who killed her yourself. "
Song Yanchen, who had always been gentle and elegant, yelled at his father for the first time.
When he thought that all this had something to do with his father, his hatred for him increased even more.
If he hadn't cheated on her and made her pregnant with a child, her mother would not have died, and Yiyi would not have been in danger again and again.
Faced with his son's questioning, Song Junhui lost all strength in an instant. He sat down on the ground and kept saying: "Joy is my daughter, she is my and Sang Mei's child. My daughter has been found, and I still Have a daughter.”
Song Yanchen looked at him coldly: "She is not your daughter. Apart from providing her with a sperm, you have done nothing good to her. You also teamed up with your illegitimate daughter to hurt her. If Yiyi is found, I will I believe she won’t recognize you either!”
After saying that, he turned and left.
Song Junhui was left sitting alone on the grass.
At this moment, Lu Yuanchuan and Qiao Sili walked out, each holding a stick in their hands.
Before Song Junhui could react, Qiao Sili picked up the stick and hit him in the back.
He scolded fiercely: "You scumbag, if Yiyi has any shortcomings, I will definitely let you be buried with him."
Song Junhui was beaten so hard that his back hurt. Just as he was about to explain something, Lu Yuanchuan hit him in the leg with a stick.
The voice was cold and stern: "Song Junhui, Achen and Wenzhou are juniors. They dare not do anything to you, so I will deal with you, this scumbag, for them! I will beat you, this beast, to death for my daughter-in-law and grandson!"
He was holding a baseball bat in his hand, and he hit Song Junhui on his legs.
The heartbreaking pain made Song Junhui miserable.
He lay on the ground like a lost dog, letting the stick fall on him.
All he could think about was the fact that Joy was his daughter.
The first time he met Joey, he felt that she was very similar to Sang Mei.
Why didn't he suspect it all this time?
Seeing Song Yanchen and Mrs. Sang running to Qiao's house, why hasn't he reacted yet?
In his heart, he always thought that the child had died long ago.
Why Joey.
Song Junhui ignored the pain in his body and lay on the ground wailing in pain.
"Yiyi, I'm sorry, it's dad who is sorry for you."
Hearing this, Qiao Sili became even more angry.
He hit him in the stomach with a stick and cursed fiercely: "Shut up! Yiyi doesn't have a scumbag father like you. She will never recognize you. Go find your crippled illegitimate daughter."
Qiao SiLi was panting from exhaustion, and when he thought about Joey's life and death, he couldn't help but shed tears.
He pointed at Song Junhui and cursed loudly: "Song Junhui, you'd better pray that Yiyi and the child are okay. If something happens to either of them, I will definitely not spare you!"
After saying that, he kicked Song Junhui in the stomach again, turned around and walked into the hall.
Lu Yuanchuan looked at his back with empathy and ordered to the bodyguard behind him: "Take him to the hospital. Don't let him die here and dirty our Lu family's house."
Song Junhui was dragged into the car and felt piercing pain in his arms and thighs.
He knew it must be broken.
But this pain was far less than the pain in his heart.
He held his head in pain, lay on the back seat of the car and cried.
As soon as their car got out, a silver sports car drove in and parked in the parking lot.
Xu Yanzhi handed Han Zhiyi a tissue and coaxed in a low voice: "Stop crying. You have been crying for several days. Wen Zhou is even sadder than you. We are here to see him, not to cause trouble for him."
Han Zhiyi shed more and more tears.
Looking at the swing in the yard and the white Samoyed squatting silently at the door, her heart hurt even more than a needle pricked her.
Joey has lived here for three years and spent all his youth and love here.
Every flower and plant here has her traces.
She remembered clearly that every time after dinner, Joey would run around on the grass with Xiaobai to eat.
He also sits on the swing and plays.
Whenever Joey has something happy, he will invite her to his home and cook her favorite meals.
Coming to this familiar place again, but not seeing any familiar people, Han Zhiyi felt extremely heartbroken.
He looked at Xu Yanyan with tearful eyes: "Is Yiyi not going to die? There are so many people waiting for her, she will definitely not die, right?"
Xu Yan's big hand rubbed the top of her head a few times and comforted her, "No, Joey Ji has his own destiny and will definitely come back."
He helped Han Zhiyi unbuckle her seat belt and led her into the villa hall.
And Lu Wenzhou, who had been standing on the balcony, saw everything that had just happened.
He didn't fall asleep at all. As soon as Song Yanchen left, he stood on the balcony smoking.
Therefore, he could clearly see the scene where Qiao Sili and Lu Yuanchuan jointly attacked Song Junhui just now.
Han Zhiyi was crying so hard that he could see it.
Lu Wenzhou looked down at the photo of Joey in his hand and said in a low voice: "Yiyi, come back, we are all waiting for you."
At this moment, his cell phone rang. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he thought it was the search and rescue team and immediately answered the call.
He couldn't wait to ask: "Have you found it?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, an eerie voice came from the other side.
"Lu Wenzhou, isn't it painful to lose the person you love most? That's right. This is the effect I want."
Hearing this tone, Lu Wenzhou knew without thinking that it was the big fish that had been hiding behind the scenes.
He stabilized his emotions and said in a cold voice: "Who are you? If you have the ability, let's do it face to face. How can you always plot against my woman?"
The man sneered: "I'm not only plotting against your woman, I'm also plotting against your Lu family. I'm going to wipe out your entire Lu family and avenge my mother!"
Lu Wenzhou said with a cold expression: "Jiang Ze, if you want our Lu family to perish, you must have that ability!"
Hearing him calling his name, Jiang Ze was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
"I'm pretty capable. I can find out my name, but so what if I know it. Our game has just begun. Just wait and perish with the Lu family."
After that, the phone was hung up.
Lu Wenzhou stood on the balcony and took a long puff of cigarette, with veins bulging on his forehead.
At this moment, assistant Chen Zhuo called.
"Mr. Lu, the company's firewall has been attacked and our chip technology data has been stolen."
